Seeing An Lan's outrageous remarks, Chen Yi's face darkened.
No need to guess—this bastard had definitely been indulging in some exotic pleasures again!
If he dared to fool around in such a serious setting, who knew what he got up to in private?
From their very first meeting, Chen Yi had known he was no good.
With hollow cheeks and sunken eyes, An Lan was supposedly a renowned healing priest, yet his body was absurdly frail.
What, did a few days of practicing the domineering "Great Devouring Heaven Art" make him think he was hot stuff again?
[TMD the Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: Having fun?]
On a certain kinky bed, An Lan, who had just cleaned up, immediately broke into a cold sweat, shivering uncontrollably.
Oh shit!
The group admin was pissed!
He should’ve stopped earlier—why couldn’t he control himself?!
[Unemployed God of Light: Admin, let me explain! I can justify this!]
[TMD the Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: What you do is your business. I only care about results. Fail the evaluation, and your account gets banned for a year. Fail again, and you’re kicked from the group.]
Every word struck like a dagger.
An Lan was genuinely terrified now.
He’d always thought the admin was easygoing, a fellow transmigrator with shared hometown ties, which had emboldened him to let loose a little.
But only now did he realize—this admin wasn’t some pushover. He was a Tribulation Transcension expert who weathered heavenly strikes for fun!
Who knew what horrors he’d endured to reach such heights? Would someone like him even care about a flimsy bond like shared origins?
Without proving his worth, he’d be discarded without a second thought.
At this realization, An Lan’s pupils contracted. He yanked up his pants and bolted, hastily typing a reply in the group chat.
[Unemployed God of Light: Reporting in, Admin—my situation’s unstable. Ever since you caused that ruckus last time, the God of Light has re-emerged, ordering all churches to hunt down "otherworldly demon spies" infiltrating the realm!
My humble chapel received the directive, and they even sent a third-rank Holy Light Enforcer to supervise. I know they’re looking for me, but without your orders, I didn’t dare expose myself. So I’ve been playing along, inspecting every town and village in the county daily.
If you need me to trigger a help quest, I’m ready to self-destruct anytime!
As for my combat power growth these past two weeks… I’m ashamed. With the enforcer watching, I couldn’t practice other techniques. Progress was pitiful—only from 12,000 to 13,000. I’ve failed you, Admin.]
"Tsk."
Chen Yi sighed, his irritation fading.
No matter what, An Lan had been the first to pledge loyalty to him.
Back when the group was new, two of the three members distrusted him as the rookie admin. Only An Lan had risked his life to trigger that first help quest.
It had been Group 108’s inaugural mission—no one knew what to expect. Even with Chen Yi’s 900 million combat power, life was a one-time deal. Who’d gamble like that?
Chen Yi remembered that debt. As long as An Lan didn’t betray him, he’d always have a place here—no matter how much of a mess he was.
The expulsion threat? Just tough love.
[TMD the Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: Given the circumstances, I’ll let this evaluation slide. Next time, hit the mark—or face the consequences.]
"Huh?!" An Lan’s gloomy eyes lit up.
He’d braced for a scolding, but it was all bark and no bite?
Who the hell said the admin was ruthless?!
Clowning myself here!
Slap!
He smacked himself hard, vowing to castrate himself if he ever succumbed to lust again.
[Unemployed God of Light: Don’t worry, Admin—next evaluation, I’ll blow you away!]
[TMD the Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: Good. Aside from a few slackers, most hit their targets this time. Keep it up.]
[Admin sent a 360,000-point red envelope.]
[‘I Really Don’t Want to Be a Sacrifice’ grabbed 50,000 points.]
[‘Unemployed God of Light’ grabbed 70,000 points.]
[...]
[I Really Don’t Want to Be a Sacrifice: Thanks, Admin!]
[Thanks, Admin!] +6
Still muted, Liu Ruyan could only watch and seethe, cursing the "dog admin" inwardly.
[TMD the Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: Listen up. Here’s the plan:
1. Fang Zheng, hold off on provoking the Supreme Being. Let them recover—fatten them up first.
2. Zhao Gao, go harass the protagonist. Once the help quest triggers, Fang Zheng takes over. You split rewards 70-30.
3. Xiao Chunan, retrieve your clan’s treasure and use it as bait. Lure the big fish, then standby for my signal.
4. An Lan, lay low and wait.
5. Chen Bo, keep lying low.
The rest of you, train harder.]
[I Really Don’t Want to Be a Sacrifice: Understood!]
[Villain Seeking Redemption: Understood!]
[Understood] +5
Muted Liu Ruyan: You bastard!
Soon, the members sprang into action, their statuses going offline one by one.
Meanwhile, in the Illusory Star Secret Realm, Chen Yi prepped his avatar.
This trip wasn’t just for quests and points—he needed to scout teammates with rapid growth potential. That might require a… friendly chat with local heavenly laws.
Quest rewards were peanuts. The real prize was assembling three 30 million+ combat power allies to unlock the Exorcism Dungeon.
At the same time…
Azure Sky Continent, Sacred Void Sect, Enforcement Hall.
"Zhou Zheng, you know what to say to the sect leader, right? Remember those pretty little sisters of yours. Don’t think just because they’re at the Saintess Peak, we can’t reach them."
An enforcement elder whispered menacingly in Zhou Zheng’s ear.
Zhou Zheng remained expressionless, even calmly replying, "Relax. I know my lines. Just watch the show."
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
